The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-07-22
proffered 8 home to the royers, mutter-

as they at their queens behest went
down into the Baskins chimney!
''Pesky thingsn he calculated. AS
the chufch-goers were returning he
withdrew the hive, closed the skylight
with Il bang, and then appeared below
| just rs Aunt True hustled in.
Feel better, Joshua? Such SER
mon as we had you don't know what
| you mssed.
I'm alluz missing something"'
Uncle True answered, Grossly.
why, what's the matter?"
Matter enough! Baskins is ten
dollars richer and I the poorer this
morning"
Then he told her how the bees had
come, and "every soul of EN- gone in
to Baskin's west chimbly."
Aunt True sat right down. bonnet in
hand while JO>huu enlarged upon the
subject. He said he'd given anvthiug
if the bees had come to him; he would
! have planted buckwheat for them, and
in the fall smoked them out, and
gathered the honey.
Suddenly Aunt True spoke
Il don't care if them bees be in Bas-
kin'S chimbly. You found them and
You We the fust right besides it opens
in our cellar, and that gives US some
title to them"
That's so!' cried Uncle True. ''Of
course they belong to memo queS-
tion but the law'd decide that! But
BaSkinS might not think so"'
Il don't S'pose he'd divide" said
Aunt True, them BuSkins is bound to
get all there is, every time! l shouldn't
mention the bees; mabe they wouldn't
| find it out all summer
Fact is, it's alluz best to manage
folks quietly" chimed in Uncle True.
Little did either dream what a part
they would have to act; or how often be
forced into untruths.
Never were there such active, hot
tempered insects-the young Baskn ses
were continually getting stung bv what
they called hornets. Uncle True felt
very like liar when he told Mrs Bas-
kins:
1T is a powerful year for 'em; I've
got stung MYSELF"
"Must be there's a nest under the
caves" she said as she applied saler-
| atus water.
And Uncle True pretended to hunt
for it.
| Then, when the garden blossomed to
buckwheat alone, and Baskins was
amazed, Uncle True explained the un-
usual spectacle by saying he liked to
see it blowv"
Later in the summer Joshua could
not torbear an inspection of the Chin
ney, so he took cement with him that
he might be able to say to the Baskins-
es that he was ''mending the Chin
blyr'
you won't get no thanks from our
landlord" observed Mrs. Baskins;
''it's his place to do the repairs. One
! of our ehimney's should ought to be
seen to, but 1 won't let my man risk
| his neck.
And Uncle True, fearing Baskins
would emulate him and discover the
hidden treasure, declared he wouldn't
risk himself on that slippery roof
again.
The buckwheat blossomed, and its
sweetness was culled by the busy in
sects.
Reg lar workers. they are," Uncle
True often said, gleefully. That
chimbly must be filling up fast. Things
baFe gone along nicely. The Baskin-
ses don't mistrust; just as soon as they
start wen get the honey
] The buchwheat faded
When are the Baskinses going to
the beach9" each asked the other.
The summer went but alas, the
BaskInses stayed; they couldn't at-
ford the seashore" that year, 1t began
to look as if Uncle True would never
get chance at the colony. Fortu-
nately, the fall was unusually long and
warm the bees kept on working clear
up to Thanksgiving.
On the morning of that day, MIR.
Baskins started for his native town
with his family.
"Calc'late to make long stop,
neighborP"
Uncle True spoke carelessly as posi-
Bile.
Mrs. Baskins said. .Pa wouIdn't
hear TO their coming home till the next
afternoon.
That would give Uncle True plenty
of time
Don't hurry backt' he calculated,
scarcely knowing what he said. "Well
water the hens; seems though We
! wouldn't neyer--ye scarcely ever 90
awayl'
Then he rushed into the house excit-
| ed as q boy, thrust mischievous
finger into his wife's side, and when
she WINGED, whispered:
They've gone at last coasts
clear T
Even this fact did not open the way
for an immediate attack upon the bees.
The Trues waited, fearing the Bas-
kinses might return for some forgotten
article; then company came and stayed